Tuesday, June 24, 2014

My Checkered Past - Dance Challenge at 3Muses



If you ask about my checkered past,
I must confess that my secrets 
are many, sordid, and would make
a sane woman blush.

I danced my way through my youth
like so many half remembered dreams
of immortality and immorality,
but I looked ever so fabulous
while I did it!

Thursday, June 12, 2014

Freedom Blooms


Time has been in short supply this week so my ability to log any art time has been far too short.

My children are in art camp so I've spent most of my past week there.

I have a pile of prints that need to be matted for my next art market.

I have my steady stream of orders to make and fill.

Finally, we have a scheduled meet of the Renaissance players on Saturday.

My poor blooming fellow!  I suppose it's a wonder that he was finished at all.

This is one of those pieces where all I knew going in that was that I wanted a goldfish bowl where his head should be and his head where the goldfish bowl would be.  Everything else remained to be seen.

I added details, like walls and cranes.  None of them worked.  I tried bars in front.  Bars behind.

I added a keyhole in front; a keyhole behind.  There is something about the intrigue and mystery of a key and a lock that always tempts me.

After tinkering and moving, tinkering and moving, several days later, it finally came together!

Which side is real freedom?

Don't fret, my friend, you have the key if you know where to look!

Tuesday, June 10, 2014

Travel via Bathtub


Twas a little girl
who was adventure bound
she pushed her tub into the sea
and changed her whole world
as soon as she saw what lay beneath!

Sunday, June 8, 2014

Thursday, June 5, 2014

Under Lock and Key


"I've spent all my life, on a search to find 
The love who'll stay for eternity 
The heaven sent to fulfill my needs 
But when I turn around 
Again, love has knocked me down 
My heart got broken, oh it hurt so bad 
I'm sad to say, love wins again 

So I placed my heart under lock and key 
To take some time, and take care of me"
               -Deborah Cox